Chapter 89

Sang Chen's face turned white and stood on the slope with some uneasiness. "That lady should go back quickly. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Ran Yan nodded slightly and turned back to the mountain.

"Lady!" Sang Chen called out in a hurry, "I sold a pair of calligraphy and painting yesterday, and earned 50 Guan. The kiln money has been paid back."

Ran Yan looked down at him with an expectant look on his face, like a child waiting for praise. His eyes were as pure as the washed blue sky. Ran Yan clenched his hand in his sleeve and spit out two words, "rabbit!"

Sangchen stares at ran Yan's disappearing figure in the grass. He looks at the grass around him and murmurs, "no rabbit?"

When I looked up again, I found that ran Yan's figure could not be seen. I said to myself, "I'm here to pay back my wife's money. By the way Look at the scenery. "

When it comes to seeing the scenery, a suspicious blush appeared on his pretty white cheek, and he said "Amitabha Buddha" in a hurry. But the next moment, when the breeze suddenly rose, he shivered fiercely, looked around him, and with his money in his arms, he ran to the temple like a rabbit.

"Madam, the man who peeped at us just now seems to be the nun of Yingmei nunnery." Little full of fear of the road.

Ran Yan nodded. She was even more annoyed with Sang Chen. She was just a broom star. She didn't show up early or late. She just jumped out and yelled when the nun ran away.

When she was about to walk to the yard, ran Yan suddenly thought of the little nun who was prying her head every time. Was she the one who followed and peeped at them this time? If it's because of the rumors in the city, I'm not so curious? What is her intention?

Ran Yan keeps this matter in mind for the time being, and instructs Xiaoman not to talk to others, not even Xing Niang and Wanlv.

Back in the yard, Xing Niang has cleaned up all the dishes she bought and the stove is clean.

"I'll do it today." Ran Yan said to Xing Niang, who was making a fire.

Xing Niang's face was surprised. Ran Yan knew how many things ran Yan could do. She could not understand that she used to be a typical ten fingers without touching the spring water. How could she suddenly cook!

"I've tried to be a filial piety master a few times before, and he felt it was OK after he tasted it." Ran Yan rolled up his sleeves, put the clean bamboo shoots on the chopping board, and cut them at a slow speed. "Ten elder brother went out before eating this morning. I want to make it for him by myself."

Xing Niang Leng for a while, suddenly red eyes, repeatedly said, "good, good."

Ran Yan slightly frowned, "how did you cry again? You have to change your temperament. Crying is not good for your health." Ran Yan cuts vegetables in her hand and looks up at Xing Niang. She describes her emaciation, gray hair and wrinkled face. She looks 60 years old. However, judging from some details, ran Yan is only in her early 50's It's not menopause.

"Lady, take care not to hurt yourself." Xing Niang wiped away her tears, cleaned up the firewood, and muttered, "my wife is so sensible. I love you so much. Alas, it's hard for you. Now you have changed your temper, and you can learn medical skills. You can climb into the hall and get into the kitchen. Whether you are from a family background, you are all old people. You can't be so worried as Lang Jun. it's just that you have to be lenient to look at the face of your wife If you've been in the limelight, I'm sure you'll have a good time... "

Xing Niang is surprised to see ran yanche's model and appearance, but in her eyes, as long as her wife is good, all problems are not problems.

"It's already noon. How come there's no news yet?" After looking at the sky outside, Xing Niang began to worry again.

Ran Yan takes a look at her and thinks about it carefully. If Xing Niang has always been this temperament, how can she be respected by Mrs. Zheng? Perhaps indecision is the nature, but at least it is impossible to shed tears easily. I guess it's really menopause.

From time to time, Xing Niang goes out to have a look. Ran Yan has almost all the dishes ready. She only waits for ran Yunsheng to come back and fry them.

"Lady! Lady Night green how how how the voice suddenly cut through the quiet.

Xing Niang rushed out at once. Seeing only Wanlv alone, she took her hand and asked in a quick voice, "has anyone been rescued? What about Shilang? "

"At the back, Gelan is weak and can't walk on the mountain road. Shilang finds a sedan carrier to carry it up." The excited voice of the late green was trembling. His eyes were swollen like walnuts. It was obvious that he had cried before. Night Green saw ran Yan come out of the kitchen, Ran Ran ran over, took her arm to shake and jumped, "lady, it's Ge Lan, it's Ge Lan!"

"Don't patronize the pleasure. Tell me what happened." Ran Yan grabs her way.

Late green could barely hold her temper. She said quickly, "I went to deliver a letter to Liu Sishi. He happened to be hearing the case. She waited at the door for half an hour. When she handed the letter to Liu, she immediately sent someone to qingyufang. The maid was worried and followed her. When she met Shilang to rescue people, she saw Ge Lan..."

Late Green's voice suddenly weakened, throat slightly choked, "she can't speak, became, became mute."

Ran Yan tightly pursed her lips, and Xing Niang had already sobbed.

At this time, I heard a faint noise outside. Ran Yan led the evening green and Xing Niang to meet him. Xiaoman immediately followed him out.A group of people came from the bluestone path. Ran Yunsheng was at the front, followed by a shoulder lift, and six or seven nuns frowned. I think it was ran Yun who forced his way through the mountain gate, which upset them.

Ran Yunsheng saw ran Yan, and his face was full of bright smile. "Fortunately, we have fulfilled our mission. Ten brothers have brought people back to you."

Ran Yan also smiles and turns all her eyes on the shoulder. She looks at the four sedan bearers who drop the shoulder and rest for two breaths. The bamboo curtain is pulled from the inside.

Ran Yan first saw the hand that opened the curtain. It was as white as paper and as thin as bamboo. Because of weakness and inner excitement, she couldn't stop shaking. When all the bamboo curtains were lifted, a tall woman in blue and gray cloth came out with her bow. Her man was as slender as that hand, wrapped in a wide, coarse cloth skirt like a piece of paper, as if it could be blown away by a breeze.

The black hair, which grew to the bent legs, was loosely knotted behind him, reflecting the pale and almost transparent face becoming more and more haggard. Ge Lan has a beautiful black hair, eyes are also black and white, bright as if forever Qin in the spring.

Ran Yan looks at her and coincides with the girl in her dream. This year's Gelan is already 18 years old. In addition to being a little taller and haggard, she has almost no change. Time seems to pity her and keep her appearance as far as possible two years ago.

It was this woman who could spare her life to protect a person. Two years later, Gelan still believed in the person she wanted to protect. She told her the news of her imprisonment at the first time. Ran Yan was filled with respect and pity and called out softly, "Ge Lan."

Ge Lan's foggy eyes finally couldn't help but shed tears. She opened her mouth and only let out a dumb and intermittent whimper. Her weak body leaned against her shoulder and slid down slowly.

Ran Yan put out his arms around her, gently placed her back, and whispered, "everything is over, Ge Lan."

The case of the Yin family was widely spread in Suzhou city. Almost all the people present had heard that a man who had thought he had died two years ago had suffered so much that he came back again, which made him happy and sad to meet again two years later.

Xing Niang's tears are just like breaking the dike, but the joy between her eyebrows and eyes is hard to express.

Looking at Ge Lan, Xiaoman is full of mixed feelings. She is both sympathetic and uncomfortable. Originally, she should be the maid next to ran Yan, but a man who died two years ago suddenly comes out again and breaks her mind Gelan once "died" for ran Yan, and Wanlv shared weal and woe with ran Yan for many years, which were irreplaceable feelings. She knew that she had no hope to squeeze into such a host and servant.

"It's a wedding. Don't cry any more. Let's talk about it in the hospital." Ran Yunsheng dismissed the sedan chair bearers and other people while their masters and servants cried in groups, and then he called back to them.

Several people stop their tears. Xiaoman supports Xing Niang, who is crying faintly. Wanlv and ran Yan support Ge Lan and enter the yard together.

"Let's take a bath in the evening green water for Gelan. If you have any words, you can wait until you are safe." Ran Yan ordered.

When she sat down in the room, Ge Lan's mood stabilized a lot. She held ran Yan's hand and looked at her with tears and smiles.

Ran Yan clenched it tightly. While she was happy, she also remembered that the pronunciation of song LAN just now seemed not to be broken, but to be poisoned by poison.

After all, if the tongue is broken, once it is not handled properly, it may be killed. Moreover, the broken tongue only affects the pronunciation, does not affect the vocal cords. It can not be the dumb voice just now. However, this does not mean that it can be cured. In many legends, it is said that after being poisoned by poison, it can be recovered as long as you take the antidote. Ran Yan thinks it is ridiculous. Generally, this kind of poison can destroy vocal cords and is difficult to recover. The healing process is long and difficult, and not every case can be cured.

Several people sat quietly for a while, without words, the joy of reunion filled the whole room.

Ge Lan is such a smart woman. Looking around the room, I can see that ran Yan is not easy, especially Xing Niang, who is more than three times older than before.

Ran Yan sees that she seems to have something to say, so she asks Xiaoman to get the ink and makes Xing Niang bubble a cup of sugar water.

Ge Lan took over the pen and wrote the first sentence on the paper, which was: the lady is much more calm than before, and the maid almost didn't recognize it.

Ran Yan sighed in her heart that what should come would come. She had already thought of how to deal with it. "If you don't calm down again, how can you afford to sacrifice your life for me?"

Ge Lan's pale face blooms a quiet smile, like a lotus flower in the cool wind in the summer evening. She droops her eyes and writes again: Maid is very happy.

She was happy, on the one hand, because she was still alive, on the other hand, ran Yan did not let her down. Two years later, when the guard finally relaxed, she used the old woman to send out news. Based on her understanding of her wife, if she was more rational, she should report the news to the government, because she knew that the weak nature of the lady might not save her, but she still broke the cauldron and sank the boat once. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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